Mother of Pearl

 Opalescent                                6/1/2015 

We are prisoners of the past

And slaves to the future

Treading water,

As long as we can

Against the current.

It was three lifetimes ago

That I first tried

But I didn’t know how

And I didn’t know why.    

 

I slept through my dreams

But awoke in a nightmare

A fattened calf

Split open

And poured out.  

  

Perhaps, I should have waited longer

And maybe, I was afraid to be alone

But in the end,

I learned something greater

Than anything, I could have earned. 

We try and we lose

But necessity keeps us going

Even when

We feel hopeless

And discouraged. 

The leap is made

And our mind expands

Discovering the hidden jewels

Of invisible inspiration. 

I hold on

Because of who I am

Not because of what I want

Or what I hear.  

 

My thoughts

And my wishes

They are all in me

Even if they are invisible

And undeserved. 

The rare pearl 

Is in our heart 

Divinely inspired 

And humbly created

A treasure worth any cost.  

All I ever needed 

Was to ask 

The invisible gift 

Priceless, perfect, and pure.